#chulla

[madmanwonder]

Crossover Crack Ship: Chulla (Dragon Ball/Danganronpa)

Bulla Briefs:

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Chihiro Fujisaki:

[duobenitezvalencia]

Historia de la Serenata Quiteña

Historia de la Serenata Quiteña Fuente: Jessica Orellana, https://quitotradicional.wordpress.com/   La Serenata Quiteña tiene un preámbulo previo al 5 de diciembre de 1961, fecha en que se consagró como tal en la historia de las fiestas de Quito.   Ese preámbulo lo consistió en que el Dúo Benítez-Valencia fue llamado por la gerencia de Radio Quito, donde actuamos en el programa «Canciones del…

[ceromuertos]

Chulla corazón tengo y me lo vienes a quitar.

[legend-collection]

Chullachaki

The Chullachaki (Quechua, "one-footed", from chulla or ch'ulla = single, odd, unpaired, asymmetric, chaki = foot; spelling sometimes also used in Spanish) or Chullachaqui (hispanicized spelling), also known as the Shapishico, is a mythical forest creature of the Peruvian and Brazilian Amazonian jungle.

He is generally described as short and ugly, with one leg shorter than the other and one foot either larger than the other, pointed backward or in the form of a hoof.

He is said to persuade his victims to follow him deep into the jungle where even experienced trackers cannot find their way back. He does this by taking the form of a family member or a loved one long not seen, or disguising himself as a prey animal. His uncanny ability to replicate others makes him impossible to tell apart, except for his mismatched feet.

Others say that he appears in the shape of a very short man dressed in rags, waving his closed fists in the air looking for a fight. In this case, the indigenous people believe a man must accept his challenge and beat him until he uncovers all the richness he has hidden in the jungle. He who declines this challenge is cursed with the inability to hunt and with foul luck: family and friends turn into enemies, wives leave with other men, etc.

Chullachaqui is said to have the ability to turn into any animal of the rainforest. He is a kind of forest spirit who guards the lands and the animals and punishes a man if he breaks a taboo or otherwise acts unwisely in the forest. According to a local legend, Chullachaqui is a member of an older species, one that lived there long before humans. Most of the time they remain quite uninterested in humans. They inhabit forest spots far from human habitation, where they supposedly have their own gardens and fields to tend. If a human being dwells too close to those gardens, they might attack and put a spell on the unlucky human. Sometimes a Chullachaqui might also steal a human child and raise it as its own, or lure humans into a trap for mating purposes. A human thus stolen by the Chullachaqui becomes one of them.

[maybeamultiverse]

Sneak Peek: Chapter 9 of Halovaya

I swear I'm working on it. I'm securing a second part-time job right now in addition to school so shawty is really jam-packed.

TL;DR: Some up and coming Tal Shiar agents are bickering over their newest lil' assassination assignment.

“It really should be a simple matter,” Major Hwiamna began, quickly looking over her slim figure in civilian robes. “It is fortunate this is finally being taken care of, don’t you think?”

“Yes, I think so,” Wraet replied, clumsily adjusting their disruptors’ settings. 

It had been quite some time since she had attempted to blend in, and after becoming an officiated member of the Tal Shiar, she had secretly hoped that she wouldn’t be tasked with arduous little assassinations like this one ever again. But alas, she and her semi-idiotic companion, Wraet, seemed to be unlucky these days. 

“Hey, watch it!” Hwiamna snapped, snatching the weapons from Wraet’s incompetent grubby hands. “You’re doing it wrong.”

“Am not!” Wraet childishly protested.

“You are,” Hwiamna corrected him. “With these settings, we’d have the Vulcans melted into a fuckin’ puddle. We’re being discreet per our orders, moron.”

“All right, all right! Quit nagging me,” he scoffed.

Wraet rolled his eyes, turning away from her to look out the window of the self-driving shuttle General Dilmux had arranged for them to take, made out to look like a modestly priced civilian’s vehicle. 

“Have you ever been south of Vendras before?” Wraet asked. 

Hwiamna scrunched her forehead, irritated that her longtime collaborator was suddenly acting all sentimental. “Actually, Jeko let us try out that simulation of the Valley of Chulla. You remember. He had been working on it for months.”

“So you’ve never been in real life?”

Hwiamna sighed. “No, I haven’t.”

Wraet nodded and leaned towards the window. “I’ve always wanted to go. I nagged my parents about it all the time as a kid, but they told me only the rich went there. Brought their annoying little kids and did bird watching. Stuff like that.”

“Ah, yes. Bird watching,” Hwiamna huffed. “We will not have time to indulge ourselves in that hobby.”

“Well, yeah. I’m not an idiot. I know.”

Hwiamna had collaborated briefly with Jeko, a brilliant, genius programmer whom she admired and did, in fact, bear some romantic unrequited fondness for, and reviewed all the relevant tracking information for the two of them. Svela and Halek, as he was called apparently, had both been diligently tracked and monitored while staying in the home world. Their sense of awareness of the matter proved to be a bit ambiguous— Hwiamna and the others weren’t entirely sure how much they knew. She found Vulcans incredibly troublesome and difficult to understand. 

[archanakitchen]

Iron absorption

My grandmother (Dadi) had a unique way of preparing lentils. She would cook them slowly on a traditional coal stove (chulla) and always include some amla (Indian gooseberry) When I’d ask her why, she’d simply smile and explain that her own mother taught her this method. Apparently, it aided in iron absorption, making it particularly beneficial for women’s health. Interestingly, upon learning more about food and healthy cooking practices, I discovered that she also intuitively included a squeeze of lemon juice (lemon drops) 🍋in the dish. It seems her seemingly simple traditions held valuable nutritional benefits. 🌟✨

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[civilengineer-dr]

Este es mi estilo ahora.

Lo ha sido desde que identifiqué lo que me hacía ser tan uptight, la primera semana luego de que termináramos.

Cumple 2 funciones:

1. Me hace dejar a un lado esa rigidez que “me caracterizaba”. Me estoy obligando a romper mis “reglas” que evitaban que pudiera disfrutar de cosas tan pequeñas como esta. Estoy aprendiendo a ser flexible y adaptable en todo, iniciando en mi interior.

2. Me recuerda a ti. Me hace tenerte presente. A ti, la que, a veces a propósito y a veces por apuro, tenía medias diferentes casi exclusivamente. A la que me dejó chullas un sinfín de medias.

Mis reglas, impuestas por mí mismo para “protegerme” de no sé qué, me inhabilitaban a ver el mundo de la manera correcta. Pasaba quejándome, criticando porque parecía que el mundo no tenía reglas y sin reglas, ¿cómo funciona todo!

Las reglas son para romperse. Era tan estricto porque no estaba dispuesto a aceptar eso.

Ahora, tengo guías, que son flexibles y me permiten usar mis filtros personales en cada situación libremente. Se me fue un peso inmenso de encima.

Te amo.

[themooncupid]

Anoche

Anoche me tenias mano a mono en mi sueño como si fuéramos echas de barro,

Desperté agarrándome mi propia mano tan fuerte que me acordé de la noche en ese carro.

Y tu tanto que me rompes el corazón con muchos desamores

Y tu con otros y yo diciendo le no a todas las morras, yo ni una queria de amores.

Ya se que estoy loca,

Pero cada noche sueño que ella me toca.

Y que canción toca que me tiene a su boca.

Tan chulla y hermosa,

Luna no le digas pero manda le una mariposa,

Que todo este tiempo pienso en lo que ella me susurro hace 2 años en su cumpleaños,

Y tanto que espero por eso pero que hago con todos los daños.

No quiero que alguien más lo arregle.

Pero que hago con todos estos daños,

Las lágrimas y gritos míos por sus ojitos castaños.

Que hermosa,

Que preciosa,

Que linda,

Con sus deditos largos y delgados,

Que tanto quiero poner ahí mis labios,

Que tanto quiero estar ahí todos los lados,

Con sus labios que me hacen temblar,

Que rompieron mi corazón cuando ella se los da a otros,

Como puedo seguir soñando.

Pero es mi sueñito,

Uno donde me besa muchísimo y me dice que ella cuido de mi corazóncito,

Y yo la beso en su nariz y ojos que tanto amo,

En su sonrisa que tanto extraño.

Y si es un sueñito.

Tal vez terrible para ella

Pero para mi,

Me quedo en la cama por más rato.

Pensando en lo que me susurraste en tu cumpleaños,

¿Te acuerdas?

Crees que me iría con alguien después de tenerte en mis manos?

Y en tu cumpleaños,

Te sentí caír en tu cama susurrandome.

Pero tanto daño que tantos año e perdido sin ti

Pero me as convencido que no quieres nada de mi.

A pesar de lo que me susurraste esa noche.

[cristaleda]

Chulla vida

Maduro llanero (Villeta 🇨🇴) /Caimito (Salitre 🇪🇨)

[canadianjobbank]

Apply now: https://canadianjobbank.org/dishwasher-76/

[madmanwonder]

Prompt Crossover

What does Bulla do if she sees the people that used to bully Chihiro and destroyed his self esteem?

"I put these assholes and bitches into their place. Under my designer heels."

Bulla replied in a half-growl of a voice as she held up the big muscle-bound brute who was missing a few of his teeth and nursing a swollen black eyes all singlehanded. Her blue eyes give a fierce glare at the scarred red-haired bimbo whore who was pissing herself out of fear.

"Let this be a lesson to anyone who dare insult my cute, handsome and manly boo. This is me being nice..." Her blue eyes narrowed into slits. "...You don't want to see me not being nice...." She hissed as she toss the brute to the red-haired bimbo who let out a piggish scream as she long with her friends and his friends picked up the battered man and flee like the wind.

Bulla gazed at the fleeing coward and right back to her awe boyfriend whom she smiled with great warm and affection as she walked up to him and give him a cute kiss on the nose making the crossdressing femboy blushes.

[kingdogg75]

Nuestro "Chulla Quiteño" Nico Links Dávila @nicolasd824 (at Pensionado Universitario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CltuZHtrLawRqBgmTYyIUm4syFN9pDsRXFZpwo0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[andreesito88]

Chulla vida https://www.instagram.com/p/CkrhyouImv9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sujuventeen]

Heechul in black hair and black outfit is the end of me

He doesn't need to destroy me like this.

[meigenihailanglufan]

Como  na  Coréia  já  é  aniversário  da  diva  master, deu  vontade  de  postar  Chullelsa cantando  sua  música-tema, solta  o  som:

O  glitter  arco  íris  caído  no  chão

ele  veio  lá  de  cima

o  reino  do  encantamento, mas  a  diva  tá  aqui

os  haters  e  os  stalkers  vêm  chegando  e  me  ferrei

tenho  que  fugir, bem  que  eu  tentei

não podem  vir, não  podem  ver

sempre  a  boa  princesa  deve  ser

beijar, abraçar, fazer  palhaçada, culpa  da  SM.

Diva  sou, diva  sou, não  pensem  em  duvidar

Diva  sou, diva  sou, meu  destino  é  brilhar

To  me  lixando  pro  que  vão  falar

Se  os  haters  vêm, com  glitter  eles  não  vão  me  incomodar.....

Ai  gente, saiu  essa  doideira, kkkkkkk